Recent content by Morgase Prince

Morgase merely smirked at her daughter, not at all surprised by her reaction. "In time it will all make sense Darling. In time. Come on, I'll show you to your room." Morgase stood and led a reluctant Sophia to her bedroom.

Morgase sighed. "I figured that was coming. Of course I cannot tell you everything. There is something that happened in your childhood that your father did not want you to ever know about. He has done a lot to protect that. You have already found out part of that secret though, that he is a...

Morgase's smile twisted into a smirk. Sophia did not seem to have changed too much since she had last seen her. "Yes of course. But I cannot promise answers to all of your questions. With me breaking off from the Death Eaters my whereabouts must be kept a secret. It should probably not be...

Morgase apparated into the living room and was pleased to see Sophia sitting on a chair. She set her parcel down on the floor and sat down on the couch across from Sophia. "Hello Darling," she said with a warm smile.

Morgase nodded. "Too well, actually." With a sigh she began to walk toward the house, just wanting to forget about the entire thing.

Morgase was relieved that Tristan had not made a fuss, but she was sad at the same time. The Tristan who had just left was the Tristan she had wanted to be with. Why was that Tristan not there when she had left? WHy did he have to be so wonderful now that she had decided it was over? With a...

"Of course." The fact that Tristan was being so understanding was making this even more difficult for Morgase. She expected him to fight her and be immature, but he was reacting very mature and noble. "You should probably go now, before someone sees you."

Morgase nodded somberly. "Yes, of course. I doubt my presence in the group will be missed at all." She did not think any repercussions would come of her abandoning the Death Eaters. She really had never been integral in them, just Sammael's wife.

Morgase was glad that Tristan did not get his hand to her. Having him console her would only make her want him back that much more. "Yes, well, it does not matter anymore what any of us wanted," Morgase began, wiping her eyes and looked back up at Tristan. "It did happen, and now we have to...

Morgase frowned at Tristan. "Unless you plan on changing drastically, then I am afraid that is is. I just cannot live like that anymore Tristan. First Sam, then you. I do not want that life anymore, and I want better for Erik than any of our children have had. Shane got kicked out, Estrella...

"You could visit him I suppose. I just do not like the idea of him growing up around Death Eaters, you know? He deserves to grow up without that mess."

Morgase frowned and looked down at the ground, then back up at Tristan. "I do not know. In all honesty I do not think you could raise him on your own Tristan. And really he should not be raised around Death Eaters like that. I can raise him just fine on my own." She knew Tristan would not...

Morgase sighed sadly. "Tristan, it's not just about the Death Eaters though. I...you are not the man I thought you were Tristan. I fell in love with the witty, rebellious Ravenclaw you were when I was dating Sam. Not this brooding, secretive man. "I am sorry for hurting you like this, that...

Morgase had not noticed Montague walking up behind her and cast the Muffling Charm before he got too close, making it so that he could not hear what she and Tristan were saying. "A while, actually. I know I should have told you this sooner, but I did not think you would react well. It's not...

Morgase pulled her wand out of her pocket and flourished it around the two of them whispering "Muffliato," so that he knew she was not trying to hurt him. Sticking her wand back in her pocket Morgase sighed. "Tristan, I do not want to live that life anymore. I don't want to sit and wonder...